Secret Romance With My Step Father

Little Thief

Jem

This was a dream.

This was a bad dream.

Any moment from now I'll wake up.

"Believe it or not, I didn't wake up at the ass c***k of dawn to save swooning damsels in distress," the man's sharp voice bit out.

It wasn't a dream.

My eyes flew open, and I prepared to give an apology that would make even the blackest heart forgive me. That plan went sailing out the window as I set eyes on the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my life.

All the air left my body, and I secretly pinched myself.

Nope, still not a dream.

"H-hello," I squeaked out.

His stormy blue eyes stared down at me blankly, "Are you going to explain why you were sniffing my clothes?"

Three things hit me at once. The first was that the clothes i had been trying to steal belonged to this dark haired Adonis, the second was that I was still blissfully naked, and the third was that the man hadn't tried to look anywhere but at my face.

"Sniffing? What? Me? Impossible!" I blurted out, "I'm not a creep."

"You're naked in the men's bathroom." He pointed out.

"Am I?" I laughed nervously.

He didn't look impressed at all, and I decided to change tactics.

"I'm actually employed by the gym. It's a special service for loyal guests. I clean the bathroom naked as a gift," I winked.

"Not interested. Leave."

I scrambled away from his arms, and held my stolen clothes to my chest to cover my nudity. I took in the man fully, and felt my jaw drop. He had a snowy white towel wrapped around his hips, that wasn't hiding anything at all. At over six feet tall, with wide shoulders, broad chest, a mouth watering six pack, and a v line that tapered down into his towel, he looked like a movie star or underwear model.

"Leave the clothes on the bench," he ordered.

My eyes widened, and my resolve hardened. I had come here for these clothes and I wasn't leaving without them, "How about we make a deal," I took a step forward.

His eyes flickered with impatience, "Not interested. Get the f**k out."

I pouted, and then put as much s****l intent in my voice, "But you haven't even heard what I have to say."

He stared at me through narrowed eyes as I continued to approach. After a quick calculation, I stepped up unto the bench, putting us at eye level. Amusement lit his blue orbs.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

I dropped my own gaze to his lips and bit mine seductively, "it's much more fun when I let you assume."

A flash of heat came to life in his eyes and his focus followed my tongue as i dragged it over my lips. I leaned closer, and closer and then my mouth was on his. A moan sounded, and I wasn't sure who it was from.

My plan had been to distract him, but at the first touch of our lips, my senses packed their bags and bid my adios.

I shivered as electricity crackled and engulfed me. The man's mouth slanted over mine, and I arched into him.

Fortunately for him, one last spark of sense came to life in my head, and I hurriedly pulled away.

"What_"

I didn't stick around to hear the rest of what he had to say. I clutched the stolen clothes tighter to my body and fled out of the men's locker room, dragging the oversized clothes on as I ran like the hounds of hell were after me.

When I burst into the apartment panting, Aspen took one look at me and choked on her coffee, "Where did you steal those clothes from?"

"A man at the gym."

"Wait! You really stole clothes? Jemima Roselle Thorne, tell me everything!"

"Not now," i laughed at the shocked expression on her face as I hurried to the bedroom to dress up.

My best friend followed after me, clutching her cup of coffee to her chest like it was the elixir of life.

"You expect me to not burst out of curiosity?" She glared, "This is too juicy for you to keep me waiting. Spill."

I tossed off the t-shirt and joggers, and carefully folded them on the chair at one corner, "You remember Noah?"

"The dumb jock who doesn't know his ass from his face? That one?"

I rolled my eyes at her and struggled to pull my skirt over my generous hios and ass, "His girlfriend accosted me at the gym, accused me of trying to steal her boyfriend and stole my clothes."

Aspen slapped a palm over her mouth to control her laughter.

"I snuck to the men's bathroom, found these clothes, and just before I could run off with them, I was caught red handed by the most beautifully made man on the planet," I continued, ignoring her wide eyed stare, "I distracted him with a kiss and escaped with the clothes."

"Wait, what!" She screamed.

"No time for follow up questions," I grinned at her and kicked my feet into my four inch pumps, "I'm going to be late for my first day."

"No way!" Aspen laughed, "How come nothing fun ever happens to me?"

"This isn't my description of fun," I hurriedly spritzed on some perfume, "I just hope whatever bad karma made Lola decide to exact her revenge on me and totally f**k up my morning won't follow me to work."

"Fingers crossed that you meet the hottie again," Aspen winked.

Twenty minutes later, I was racing out of the elevator and making my way to human resource to collect my official badge and sign in for my first day. Excitement bled into my nervousness, and my mouth was just beginning to curve into a smile when I ran into a brick wall.

I screamed as hot coffee sloshed over the front of my blouse, "watch where you're going asshole!"

I glanced up at the person I had just run into and felt myself go faint.

Stormy blue eyes narrowed down at me, and then the man's lips pulled back into a sneer, "You!"